Tymon Takes Anna Ch 04

That kiss turned into another and another in the garage. The car engine ticked, cooling; the interior lights turned off, timer in the car assuming we must have gone inside by now.

"OK, I need a quick visit to the restroom and then you can drag me off to the bedroom," she said, opening the passenger door and stepping out. "Brr, cold concrete." She scampered through the door and down the hallway to the restroom. "I'll come back and get my clothes."

I gathered up our clothes, her purse, coat, and slung my own jacket over one shoulder, tucking my phone and car keys into it but ignoring the rest. Then I walked down the hallway, peered into the other rooms, and tossed the bundle of clothes, purse, and coat at the base of the stairs. The basement rooms had Jeff's office for work-from-home days, Alexander's room (cleaner than I expected), a utility room, a furnace room, a guest bedroom, and of course the restroom Anna was in. I left my coat on top of the pile of her clothes, opened the door, and went on into the restroom.

She was perched on the toilet. "I'll be out in a minute," she said, looking up at me.

"No problem," I said, walking up to her. "Suck my cock in the meantime." I presented it and pulled her head forward to bring her lips to my organ. Her eyes twinkled at me as she opened her mouth and showed off her newly-acquired deepthroating skills, bobbing her head deeper and deeper until the entirety of my cock disappeared between her eager hot lips.

Her tongue washed over my shaft as the head slipped deeper and deeper into her throat, until I was pressing her nose against my groin with every thrust of my hips. The sounds of her stream of urine splashing into the water didn't last long, but my own growls of pleasure were soon filling the room and would have drowned them out anyway. I took hold of her head and pulled her against me each time I rocked my hips back and forward, enjoying the sensation on my cock and the delight of being in control of this lovely MILF.

Anna tried to keep up, but I was setting the pace, and giving her a good energetic face-fuck instead of letting her gently suck me off as she'd been doing when we were in the car. But fortunately for her, I was already pretty excited when we started. So despite not giving her an opportunity to catch her breath, she was only a shade of bright red and nowhere near turning purple before I knew I was about to come. I gave her a loud "ohhhhh" and threw my head back, she grabbed hold of me and buried her face as deeply against me as possible so as to slide my cock as far down her throat as she could manage. It was intense and I felt my cock head pulse deep in her throat with each spurt I let loose, until both she and I let loose of one another and she withdrew her head until she could both catch her breath and suckle the last drops of cum out of the tip of my cock.

I caught my breath and waited for Anna to do the same; I ran my hands through her hair and petted her head as she finished gently sucking away and teasing the head of my cock with her tongue.

She pulled off, tickled the end of my cock with the tip of her tongue just a little more, and smiled up at me. "Looks like you liked that."

I picked her up and scooped her into my arms, holding her in a bridal carry. I kissed her deeply and she threw her arms around me and kissed me back. I broke the kiss and rubbed my nose gently against hers.

"I liked that very much," I said. "You're getting to be an excellent cocksucker."

She grinned and I could see her dimples. "That is not usually a compliment, but I think this time it is."

"Oh yes. Gold medal. I'll be sure to thank Jeff for training you well."

"A week ago, I couldn't do this, I think he should be thanking you for whatever that was that you did to me."

"I just helped you get past your gag reflex, the rest of that is all you."

"Well then it's a good thing I like your cock so much then, isn't it?"

"Let's go show your pussy how much he likes her too." I carried her up the stairs, though she made me stop so she could scoop up all her clothing and purse and my jacket. We made it to the top of the stairs, I turned right, and headed down the hallway carrying her to her bedroom. It had been cleaned and remade after our last round of debauchery, and I wondered if we could make a bigger mess this time. Not actually a requirement, I suppose, but fun if we manage. The pile of clothing, purse, and jackets were dumped unceremoniously next to the bed.

I lay her gently on the bed and kissed her softly, then more fiercely, then softly again. Anna looked at me with absolute adoration in her eyes. I slowly ran a hand down her body, caressing, touching, massaging, paying careful attention to her erogenous zones. Then I climbed onto the bed and lay down next to her and kissed her from head to toe and back again, with several lengthier kisses at various interesting points along the way.

As I kissed back up her body, my hands paused along the way to caress and stroke her. Her nipples grew firm and flushed under my lips' ministrations, and when I ran my hand up the inside of her legs her thighs spread themselves so that I could slide my fingers in and tease her pussy and her clit.

Anna was flushed and quivering by the time I made it up to kissing her mouth again, and I played with her breasts with one hand and her pussy with the other until her wetness and her motions made it clear that it was time to move on.

I kissed my way back down her body, nudging her legs apart so that I could bring my mouth to her golden mane between her legs. Her juices were tasty and very flavorful as I licked her there, and I began gently fingering her, initially with just first one finger.

Anna whimpered quietly. I licked carefully and gently all around her clit and teased it a little with the tip of my tongue. She was trembling a bit and breathing hard.

I pulled my head away for a second and asked "are you close?"

"Getting close," she said in a breathy voice.

I bent back, licked at her pussy lips, then gently ran two fingers in and out of her and teased around the edges of her clit and gave it just a little bit of attention with my tongue as well. I paused the tongue work for a second but continued the gentle fingering. "Close?"

"Close," she said. She was getting especially juicy and starting to quiver.

I drew my fingers out and licked juices away from her lips. She was tangy and her juices were that peculiar shade of slippery that a woman gets when she's at her most fertile. I knew I might blow my own plan but I couldn't keep from licking and kissing her there for a bit. Her hips started rocking up into my face and I pulled my head back and went back to fingering her with my right hand. I shifted about so that I was nestled beside her and slid up her body so that I could kiss her with my lips covered in her juices. I fingered her gently and kissed her gently then withdrew my finger and moved it up to tickle at her clit. Every slightest touch seemed to make her jump. I set her hand on my cock and she grasped eagerly at it.

"You close?"

"I'm so close." She was starting to flush.

So I stopped, and withdrew my finger. And gave her a quick close lipped perfunctory kiss on her lips.

"Great!" I said. "Wanna play Yahtzee now?"

"Tymon!" she said, trying to sound stern.

"Ooh. Is that a mom voice?"

"Tymon."

"I like mom voices." I leaned in next to her ear. "Do you know why? Because the moms are the ones you impregnate."

She really tried to be stern, but she was sweating. "Tymon. You are so mischievous."

"Anna dear. You are going to do whatever I want. And right now, because you used the mom voice, I'm going to make you a mom again."

She reverted to her normal voice, even a little softer than normal. "Yeah, this mom voice isn't working."

"It's working perfectly. It's getting you exactly what you want." I spread her legs and pinned her wrists behind her head, leaned in on top of her and slowly worked my cock into her dripping wet pussy and gradually slowly up all the way to the hilt in one great slow thrust.

She moaned as the base of my shaft bumped against her pussy lips. I flexed my cock inside her and ground my hips against her, held her wrists pinned with my left hand and caressed her face with my right hand and kissed her quivering lips gently.

"You're mine. I'm going to shoot my cum up into your hot little womb and you're going to bear my child. Then when you've recovered we're going to do it again. And again. You get to bear all the kids I was going to have with Kim but that we didn't get to. And in between I'll fuck you for fun. Or exercise. Or because your husband doesn't. Or just because I like watching you turn purple."

I ground my hips harder, and flexed my cock, wiggling my cock about inside her, stimulating her clit with my pubic bone; it was imprecise but she was so close already. I felt her quivering.

I looked inside her head. She was lustful and fearful and excited beyond belief and had no idea what to say. So I kissed her and started pumping. She came and came and came and came, with her usual series of "ohh-ohh-ohh's" and tremors, and with all the brilliant squeezing from her internal muscles I came too, with a loud shuddering moan.

I kissed her again. Firmly. Then I raised my head up and looked her in the eyes. "You're mine."

She took a shallow breath and released it and stared back into my eyes. "I love you," she said.

I kissed her again, still firmly but a little more gently, and much longer, and much deeper tongue play, and then raised my head, smiled at her, let go of her wrists and tousled her hair. "I love you too. Mom."

She smiled back. Her heart was still racing. I slipped out and disentangled myself from her. "Hold still," I said, aware that she was about to sit up and suck me as she'd been trained. I took hold of her legs and lifted her butt into the air, tucked two pillows under her hips so they'd be elevated, and lowered her back into them. "Let's keep that load in you so those little swimmers can get to work. Then I swung around to straddle her face from the top of her head and pushed the head of my cock down to her lips. "Now you can suck me clean." And I thrust on in and began pumping, deep but slow, pushing myself all the way down her throat but taking care to pull back out into her mouth each thrust so that she could catch a breath. I played with her breasts. Her nipples were hard enough to cut glass and each time I twiddled them she murmured around my cock. After a bit I reached down and stroked small circles on her clit until I saw the flush spread across her chest and she moaned "mmm-mmm-mmm" again around my cock. Then I pulled out, jacked hard for a few seconds, and sprayed another load all over her face, her chest, and and into her waiting mouth.

Satisfied, I rested my cock down atop the mess that was her face, reached over to get the phone, and took a picture: her flushed face and chest, spattered in my cum and with my cock resting across her nose and drooping down over her chin. Then I fingerpainted with the cum on her chest to write I Heart U on her tits and took a picture of that too. She looked up at me with big eyes. I showed her the pictures. She smiled under her facial mask and her eyes twinkled.

"Definitely mischievous," she said. "We're going to have some mischievous kids too."

I nodded. "I'm afraid that's inevitable."

She gently reached out and took hold of my cock as it lay across her face, and began slowly using it like a squeegee to windshield-wiper her face, except instead of clearing the windshield to the side she slowly cleared it into her mouth. It was a strange but enjoyable sensation. My cock got a lot of tongue action along the way, and many kisses as well. By the time Anna was done, her face was nearly clear and my cock was throbbing again. I helped her get the last couple drips that she had missed, dabbing them up with the head of my cock, and she suckled them away and purred.

I lifted her chin slightly and slid into her mouth, pushing slowly, enjoying the sight of her throat bulging as my cock went deeper and deeper; it looked like her neck was a sheath for my cock. My thrusts were slow but very very deep; I was careful this time to pull back into her mouth both to enjoy the sensations of her tongue against my head but also to let me breathe frequently.

Watching her throat expand and contract with each thrust in and out was incredibly arousing. Even going slow, I wasn't going to last long. I reached down and fumbled the new mini-vibrator out of my jacket pocket, clicked it on to "low", and put it into Anna's hand. "Use this on yourself," I told her, and though she couldn't see anything through my balls draped across her eyes, she reached down and began teasing her clit with the small humming toy. Slowly in, slowly out, went my cock, and on the next thrust in I reached down to her breasts, careful not to spoil my "artwork", and took hold of each grape-sized nipple then started slowly rubbing them in between my fingers. Her moans came up out of nowhere like someone had flipped a switch and she rubbed the vibrator against her clit more directly. I took a break from the nipple stimulation to pick my camera up and get a few photos of this, showing her buzzing away on herself and my cock at various stages of insertion and her throat correspondingly with various levels of distention.

The buzzing was getting her close again. I set the phone down, pushed my cock all the way in, told her "ok Anna my little pet, come for me" and went back to my fingertips on her nipples.

She went over the edge into her quivering orgasm, her chest flushing and probably also her face though who could tell, her hips rocking and her usual "mmm-mmm-mmm" noises significantly stifled by my cock filling her throat.

I knew I was close and looking down at the bulge in her throat from my cock I felt my own orgasm growing. I had a momentary impulse to pinch her nipples until she screamed and fuck her throat like a jackhammer. But I pushed that back, and pulled back my hips, bringing back my cock so that the head was in her mouth. Her orgasm noises were less muffled, and then they were accompanied by my own as I started jetting spurts of cum into her mouth. I gradually withdrew, her mouth was mostly occupied by my cock and she would easily overflow if I didn't give her some space. And I wanted her to enjoy a full mouthful of my cum.

She did. It took her several gulps.

"There you go, Anna dear. You looked hungry for more, will that suit you for the moment or shall I feed you some more?"

I took the vibrator from her hand and clicked it off.

"Of course you can go again," she muttered. She reached up and took hold of my cock, guided the tip of it to her mouth, and kissed it. "Tymon. I know you're amazing. And I did my research, you're right, you can get more virile with practice. But this is way more than just practice. What kind of crazy sex drugs are you on?"

I laughed. "I suppose I told you I'd answer your other questions later."

"You did, and since we're waiting here making sure I'm going to be a mother for you, how about now? Please? See, I'm trying to ask in my nice voice, because I know what happens when I use my mom voice, it's Tymon Fetish #83 and you fuck me silly."

I laughed. "We are quite the mischievous pair. OK, I'll tell you. I have an important question for you though. You've made me think of it just now."

"Sure, ask anything."

"I'm not on any crazy sex drugs, but, do you think I need to be? Is my performance lacking? Can I not satisfy you enough? Should I see my doctor about the little blue pill?"

We both laughed.

"Mischievous never ends," she said. But she gave me a quizzical look. "Really you're not on anything? Then how..."

"Well, little secret. My lover is on prednisolone and it's a well known side effect that makes women irresistibly attractive..." I didn't finish before she tickled me. We both laughed again and I grabbed her wrists and held them tight and told her that she'd discovered another of my fetishes and I was going to fuck her silly again now.

"Really?"

"No to the fetish part, yes to the fuck you silly part. You're probably impregnated by now. But let's make sure."

"I think your fetish is pinning my wrists, not my tickling you."

"Yeah, fair, yes to both parts on that one. I pulled her off the pillows and spread her legs again, keeping her wrists pinned, then knelt between her knees and started teasing my cock into her.

"You're going to ruin your artwork," she observed.

I ran my spare hand across her chest, trying to scoop it off; it was inexact and I ended up with a palm full of cum but had smeared a bunch around on her chest too. I took the handful of cum and smeared it across her face and dried my hand on her hair. "But what I like even more than the artwork is the process of painting you."

She made a face.

"And also, painting with you, you make a pretty good paintbrush." I withdrew, rolled her over, and against protestations, pushed her flat on the bed and drove my cock back into her from behind. Then I took hold of her by the shoulders and rubbed her body back and forth across the bedsheets. There wasn't really that much cum to spread around, but what there was went everywhere.

"Tymon!"

"Ooh, Mommy voice again." I bent her arms back behind her and pinned them against the small of her back, then leaned in and began pumping my cock in and out of her. She was pressed flat against the mattress and her body shook with each thrust. Usually I'd try and show her a good time, but this one was just for me and she was just the girl I was using to get off. It was rough and fast and deep and she whimpered and gasped and when I bellowed "oh yeah" and squirted a huge load up inside her she quivered and shook and then flopped her face down on the bed and mumbled.

"What was that?" I hadn't heard what she said.

She turned her head and looked over her shoulder at me. "I hate that I loved that."

I twitched my cock inside her. "Why? This is all for whatever you enjoy."

"I don't like messes. I don't like feeling like your trophy or plaything or fuck doll. I don't like that I'm cheating on Jeff. I don't like being dominated and degraded. I don't like having to suck you off after every time you stick it in me. I don't like being pinned here by you. I don't like a lot of things that you do to me. And dammit I really don't like that I actually seem to love all those things and only think that I shouldn't and that you knew all that and knew me better than I did." She sighed. "And I don't like that I want another latte and can't have one."

"Let's get you cleaned up and go get you another latte."

"Thank you that sounds lovely."

"Right after you suck me clean." I pulled out of her pussy and waggled my cock in front of her face. She looked up at me dubiously, but extended her tongue and started licking, then began gently sucking it. I thrust forward with my hips and drove it down her throat and pushed until I bumped her nose. I thrust away there for a couple minutes, until she started to look awfully red in the face, but nowhere near the purple tinge she'd gotten other times, then withdrew.

"Here, allow me to convey you to the shower." I stood, pulled her by her legs to the edge of the bed, then picked her up by her thighs and lifted them over my shoulder; her torso flapped against me like a rag doll. Her hair, at least that which wasn't matted together with cum, dangled down past her head.

"Also I have now learned I don't like being carried around like a caveman."

I lowered my shoulder a little bit and rearranged my grip to bring her face down in front of my groin, and held her there against me with one arm while I used my other hand to take hold of my cock and bat her in the face with it a few times, before lining it up with her mouth and pressing it to her lips. She opened wide and took it in, dangling upside down in front of me.